My wife's name is Ruth

Another stranger story...I'm sitting at the airport talking to a charming older gentleman from New Jersey who tells me he's just been to see his son in Martinez, CA because his daugher-in-law and grandson both broke their legs in seperate accidents and ends up telling me his daughter is lesbian professor in Chicago and he's worried about her being alone in her old age and his wife recently died. I told him to move to California and he said he's thinking about it. When it's time to board my plane, I say nice talking to you my name is Ruth. "My wife's name was Ruth," says Tom. Something tells me she made us sit near each other so I'd encourage him to move near his son.
The plane had a great movie about Jane Austen, who was called a "spinster" back then and I couldn't help but admire her indepence, hitting a cricket bat, writing and turning down a wealthy suitor. She is still a role model today. Even in 2008, what is it about women that makes us turn over our lives to men and forget that we are daring, exciting, unique individuals? It's so much easier now for women to make their own fortunes and yet I still hear young gals in college say they'll just marry a wealthy man. I guess they think that's easier than earning their own way...but what if the man goes bankrupt or he cheats or the wife just goes insane in her gilded cage?
Well Kuhl is being very serious these days- good thing Bella has a lighter touch (and better prose too!).